Chapter 5

He's Frageelay

AN: I'm guessing yall get the Christmas story reference enjoy the story inspiration for the chapter song is Melanie Martinez Soap

Tired weary Optics on-lined slowly every joint ached, the familiar feeling of files trying to recompile from the sudden system crash had Optimus groan, biting down on his denta he decided moving his head at all was just a bad idea.

Blinking he tried to gather his memory banks and figure out what on earth happened, that was his plan until he felt something move against his side on the berth, looking down he was quite surprised to see a small young boy with dirty honey brown hair snuggling into his chassis.

Ratchet caught the Primes attention suddenly a mouthed word of explanations later, Optimus blinked warily his spark ached but he felt a strange connection and familiarity with the warm teen at his side, it then clicked when he caught the sight of the tattoo just barely visible under the yellow striped shirt.

The scars on the pale neck caused recognition to filter, wanting answers he looked to ratchet how on primus was this fragging possible.

Optimus felt his very spark freeze as hazy baby blue eyes suddenly met his all sleepiness left the teen at his side as he smiled joyfully at the Prime using the very armor of the prime as footholds he began climbing right onto his chestplate where his spark lied.

"Bumblebee?"

An eager nod was the response to the confused Primes question, oh Primus how, why must you torment me Primus all the massive leader could actually coherently think, Bumblebee stood up and fell on his back when he stumbled Optimus using his palm to catch him he could practically fit in the primes hand.

So delicate and fragile Optimus was afraid if he breathed wrong he'd hurt Bumblebee.

Bee hugged the thumb of the primes hand he was barely an inch taller than Primes finger let alone his own Pede, but it seemed Bumblebee didn't mind in the least.

Arcee and Bulkhead had gone to pick up there charges from school, leaving Bumblebee ratchet and the healing Prime alone at the base.

"I didn't know how to tell you so Bumblebee took responsibility of that"

Optimus let out a breath, as his processor was very much trying to process the fact his Scout is now a itty bitty teen human.

Optimus very carefully very gently held bumblebee before his eye level as the youngling seemed to enjoy the treatment somewhat, only somewhat as it was clear he was confused and distressed at his current predicament.

"So... young one I suppose you're gonna be under more careful watch"

Bumblebee gave the most spiteful look possibly pouting, at the very idea of being watched extra careful like some little sparkling.

"Well I dont very well think you can object in this position can you"

Optimus chuckled warmly as Bee turned and nodded guiltily knowing full well he'd get hurt more easily now in this squishy form which he'd learned was susceptible to practically everything.

In fact he squeaked realizing how cold the metal of the primes palm was and shivering wrapping arms around himself, ratchet then decided to cut in and tell them the ideas ratchet had for the little scout in his current form.

"I sent arcee to pick up some blankets and a bed"

Bumblebee blinked as Optimus seemed to agree they'd have to learn to compensate for Bumblebee's new form, a berth would be too cold and too big for a human.

Bee flailed his arms, and tried speaking managing a coughing fit to end all coughing fits clutching his throat as he gasped for breath ratchet unsure what to do being fifty only tapped his back which managed to get bee to cough up a little bit of blood into his hand.

Bumblebee blinked at the red stuff curious, and was about to wipe it on his clothes when ratchet plucked him up glaring him down daring him to do such.

Optimus concerned as much as the medic simply realized a call to nurse darby would be in order the fact she actually knew about them was a long story and every chance she got she'd mother the heck out of them all.

"I'll put her on speed dial"

Ratchet voiced as Optimus very carefully cradled the youngling to his chest close enough to hear the beating of his spark which bumblebee lovingly curled up to it listening to the prime intake with each beat of his spark Bumblebee was lulled into slumber.

About 2 Joors later, the familiar voices of Jack and Arcee, poured through the base, Bulkhead and Miko singing startled Bumblebee awake he looked up at the just as awake prime.

Eventually a well aimed wrench hit Bulkhead's helm putting a stop to the singing, with big baby blue eyes everyone realized they'd not only awoken bumblebee but optimus to.

"Oops"

Jack hopped off Arcee as he waved at the human turned Autobot, whom seemed about to throw the worlds biggest tantrum.

But the gentle pet from a single finger from the Prime placated the youngling, Arcee whispered to ratchet and the Prime, while Bulkhead Jack and Miko watched a Movie.

"So what do we tell Raf?"

Bumblebee awoke from the relaxing pets of the Prime upon mention of Raf, he stood up almost teetering over the Primes protective hand, as he waved his arms proving his further displeasure.

"We know Bee"

Arcee tried to calm the youngling but he refused to be calmed, it's been far too long since Bumblebee last saw his young charge and he wanted nothing more than to go see Raf hug him and never let go.

Ratchet sighed at Bumblebee, as it was clear he'd never be calmed until they either let him see the boy or bring the boy to him.

"I suppose later I could pick him up"

Optimus set the suddenly squirming scout down on ratchets desk hopping up and down excitedly ratchet loved seeing the happiness in the little scout again.

"But that doesn't mean you can come with to get him"

Bee didn't care if he couldn't go all he cared about was seeing Raf again.

Arcee chuckled at the giddy youngling, before catching his attention.

"Anyways Bee Jack and I were talking about ways for you to communicate"

Bee looked up eager to hear about this instead Arcee handed him a rectangular device upon closer inspection would reveal it was a cellphone.

"Now you can text or bubble chat what you wish to say"

He hopped onto the palm of the femmes hand hugging her index finger, he was so happy and blessed to primus to have a family like this.

shifting he booted up the phone before tapping the texting app.

{Finally a form of communication why didn't I think of this}

Bumblebee tapped furiously, at the phone as he concocted what he wanted to say.

"I'm so glad that I can finally communicate what I wanna say I love you all"

Bee chuckled as he was swept up in the primes hold once more

"we all love you too young one"

He silently giggled, as the prime tickled him until he had to gasp for breath ratchet gave a quirking warning tone to the prime to ease up.

The prime felt his spark lift seeing the pure utter happiness on Bumblebee's face.

Bumblebee stretched yawning, as adorable as possible the group specifically arcee begun cooing on how cute he was.

Bumblebee didn't really care how cute he was he just wanted to sleep, and he did just that curling against the primes chassis.